{"I'm bout to hit you with that traditional style ofCold rockin" - krs}

[Pumpkinhead]Welcome aboard the Underground Railroad, I'm yourCaptainI'm gonna explain the reason why I keep on rappinWhy I keep on movin, doin shows in ManhattanKnowin in my heart, that I'll probably never goPlatinumSee it's for the love, music is in my protoplasmI can only wish but I don't have a genie and my name'sNot AladdinFasten your seatbelts, we're takin off soonI'm gonna rock rock on, on a rocket to the moonStart a label up there, sign an alien rappin cliqueSell a million units, and get paid in amethystCause on this planet, reality doesn't existYou'd rather sell souls than to sign some real shitBut I refuse to put it in park so I'm shiftin the gearsEven though time flies, I'm 28 in yearsThat's about 10 thousand and 2200 monthsSpittin heat for ten years and haven't been signed onceHow I'm 'sposed to blow up, when independent labelsFrontDon't pay up, don't promote, your record label sucksYou got mc's out there that deserve to get put onSo for them, I'm gonna rock rock rock on

[Pumpkinhead]At first, I wanted to paint, so I went to art schoolThen I saw heads rappin, bangin on tables in theLunchroomIn a cypher, they were playin some hot beatsAnd these heads rappin was C-Rayz Walz and Mobb DeepYeah - I went to school with them dudesAnd they dropped out, and eventually I did tooI formed a crew with a group named Doom, they call 'emHydra nowAnd they even sound liver nowSo me and Blitzkrieg, now we got Park Slope on lockThat's when I battled, this Puerto Rican cat namedBlockAnd we battled, he beat me, I was impressed with hisFlowHe saw potential, so we broke bread and smoked 'droThis ain't fake, trust me this is a real taleBlock had a group called Zooty Zoo and introduced me toWill TellWe did a track with Medaphoar and shit clicked rapidlyThen Block said let's form the Brooklyn AcademySo we did, kids flipped, they loved our songsWe were like Pink Floyd, Run-D. M. C. And Cheech & ChongThen Black Panther Marco Polo came alongSo now we gon' rock rock rock rock on

[Pumpkinhead]I never stop (stop) but I pause for the causeWhen I rock (rock) my voice echo through hallsAnd the block (block) be like P-H, "It's yours!"I'm so (hot... Hot... Hot)

I rock for Brooklyn, Park Slope, that's my homeI rock for the brothers on lock gettin chopped for thePhoneI rock for the b-boys and the dj'sI rock for mc's and writers, catchin tags on theFreewayI rock for my dad and my uncles, rest in peaceI rock for my grandma Isabel who's also deceasedI rock for those who died, and those who are aliveI rock for my mom and sis they helped me to surviveI rock for my wife, she brought our son in our lifeI mean it so sincere that I'm sayin it twiceI rock for my wife, she brought our son in our lifeI rock for him like when I rock him to sleep at nightI rock for the Ak, my family, in these dark daysI rock, for y'all, like I rock for The PlagueAnd one day, we'll all be one, rockin on stageLord what I say is true so I'm rockin for you